He felt at his throat the horizontal arm of his enemy.
He caught away the wrist in his own hand, but sustained a heavy blow at the side of his head.

The defense of his adversary angered him to blind rage.

He forgot everything but contact, rushed, closed and caught his antagonist in the brawny grip of his arms.

The battle at once resolved itself into the wrestling and battering match of the frontier.

And it was free! Each might kill or maim if so he could.
The wrestling grips of the frontiersmen were few and primitive, efficient when applied by masters; and no schoolboy but studied all the holds as matter of religion, in a time when physical prowess was the most admirable quality a man might have.
Each fighter tried the forward jerk and trip which sometimes would do with an opponent not much skilled; but this primer work got results for neither.